Rachel clearly had full confidence in my driving saying, “I sure love the way you handle that gear-stick Uncle Brad; so firm and sexy!”“Well a c...r is like a woman Rachel; they love the feel of a man’s hands on them!”“Mmm, that’s true Uncle Brad.” she chuckled as she put her fingers between her thighs.So here we were, two for the open road with no place fixed to stay for the night with a ‘see when we get there’ kind of attitude.We’d stopped a few times at road-restaurants which had been fun and. Me bathroom me gya red colur ke bra dekha or panty dekhi or unhe chumne lga or muth(masturbate) kar li.Fir khana bnai mausi ne hum sab khai mausa ko tiffin diya mausa ko or night me apne job pe chale bye.Jab mausi bhig ke ghar me aai to unke bhige bal dekh ke or unki fifer dekh ke mera man to pagal ho gya unke boobs ko chusne ka man karne lga .Fir hum sab tv dekh rahe the bedroom me tino jan.Karib 10 baje vivek wahi so gya .Masui ko bhi nind aa rhi toh mausi wha hi so gyi. Fir kuch samai tak. Push({"serve": {}});“Yeah baby, let it go, let the hot piss flow, piss for me baby!”Encouraged like that, I released, and I could feel the hot piss rushing out of me, splattering against the ground. He was seriously stroking his cock, letting out grunts of pleasure as he watched the hot yellow liquid rushing out of me, I could feel that hot stream all over my twitching tight lips again, and I reached down, and started to play with myself, it was almost like second nature, first the. ”She kissed me, her lips flavored by the salt of her guilt and joy. The tears spilled down her cheeks as our tongues danced together. My hands grabbed her ass. I held her. I clutched her tightly to me. My fingers massaged her. I kneaded her rump, my dick hardening against her. She trembled, her nipples hardening against me.I held her. Loved her. The last God was lonely. He had just himself. He was alone even though he had his Divine Council. He didn't have companions. Maybe that would let me.